"My name is Laugro Revis. A 2nd Grade Tempest. And what I'm going to teach you now is what you need to know when it comes to the cultivation process and cultivation stones. Method of proper use, and everywhere it can be seen accordingly in their colors."
This is their second teacher. They were taught knowledge about the cultivation process and cultivation stones.
"The cultivation stones have only four categories. And they adjust their strength according to their colors." The teacher spoke in the middle of the class while Emrys leaned against his chair while looking out the window.
"Green is a 1st grade cultivation item. This is the weakest and common rock that only scattered in our world. When consumed, more than twenty percent will be added to your normal ability to develop your own body.
"Meanwhile. Blue cultivation stones are another 2nd grade cultivation item. And when you use it, it can increase forty percent of your natural ability process during cultivation. And the red cultivation stone, is in a 3rd grade cultivation item. It can increase a natural ability of a person with sixty percent power. The last one is the 4th Grade Cultivation item which is also called the Demon's Eye. It is a black kind of stone and no one has ever seen it ever in history's record, except for the High Elders of the institution."
The sun was already setting.
All classes are over so it is time for students to return to their dormitories.
On Emrys' way there. He was blocked by a group of men. Three of these are serpent stage cultivators. And two are falcon cultivators.
When Emrys looked at the dragon -shaped design in their rings. He immediately realized that they belonged to the Black Dragon Guild.
What would they want from him this time?
The young man tried to avoid them but no matter where he would turn, he was always blocked by them. They had no intention of letting him step off easily.
Until one of the Falcon cultivators was smiling, commented, "Where are you going?" the guy's too tall as Emrys's height was just below his chest.
The young man avoided thinking. "I'm going back to my dormitory. Please, let me pass through." Emrys is calm. He didn't want to push them as much as possible. He doesn't want to be a mess either. He wants to avoid it as much as possible.
"In your dormitory? All right! I have a faster way. You know a lot of people are waiting for you on the road ahead surely. We're going to escort you back to your room, is it okay?" The man offered him.
"No. I'm fine alone."
Because of that, Emrys felt the man's grip to his arm tightly. "Don't refuse now. We're helping you, at least gave us a thank you or something."
At the same time signalled to his comrades and as Emrys traveled, they took the young man to an uninitiated alley between the gym building and the laboratory building.
Emrys was leaned against the wall and two men held both of his arms. It was their leader who first let go of the blow. Emrys's face shook his face as the man slapped him with a fist.
Others are glad watching. Emrys flew from wall to wall, the fists that hit him also came from different directions.
His face and clothes were bloody. Even their leader's fist was the same but instead of stopping, the attack became faster and heavier.
Until he kicked Emrys in the stomach. The wall was immediately in force, so the young man knelt down, bleeding.
"Hey hey! Hold on well."
He was forced to rebuild and was followed by a powerful blow to the side. To the temple and in the very bloody face.
It took them about an hour beating him. When one is tired, the other will attack in his place, toying with the young man like a dummy.
"Seriously. Isn't he losing consciousness?"
"It's weird too. I didn't expect him to be this tough."
They left until Emrys fell to the ground. It was already on the ground as the blood spread there.
Emrys could hardly recognize them because of his broken face.
"Let's do this tomorrow again, shall we? Don't you run away from us, do you understand? Or else you should just go home, brat!" He also spit on his coat before laughing as these men left.
Ten minutes silence. Emrys didn't even decided to get up as he shook his clothes. Spit blood at the same time rubbing a hand on its lips.
He took off his coat and covered his face with it. He walked back to the alley back to his dormitory as if nothing had happened.
The bruising he received was a bit painful. But it wasn't enough to let him leave the place like a coward.
From a distance. A man's figure stands in an alley. Watching the crack of the wall and the blood spread on the ground.
He didn't speak. Even when he left the scene along the shadows.
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When Emrys returned to his dormitory. He just opened the door when he immediately felt the pieces of wood inside blocking the floor at the entrance.
Scattered clothes and separated mattresses because of its cutting object and thrown away any corners of the room.
Even the second pair of his uniform, it is was also sliced. The floor's full of mud and it smells unpleasant.
His window was broken and so was the bulb. But instead of getting mad. Or even let out a scream of sadness and tears.
Emrys smiled.
Even the mirror was cracked so from there, Emrys watched himself. Released a sigh and with his ability to manipulate the air, he floated the belongings there.
Separates the mud, and clothes. Matresses and a few pieces of wood.
He thought it was a good practice to get used to his focused power. Despite the mixed emotions of anger and sadness, he remains calm and controlled his own mind and body.
All night he repaired the mattress after cleaning the whole area again. With a reverse spell that he also insists on studying secretly, not even perfect, he fixes the window, the case, his imagination is not enough because they still have complications.
His bed was not like the first but he still had a bed.
He didn't even bother to go to the dining hall for dinner because he even treated his own face before deciding to rest.